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Reboots, Revisions, and Upgrades; Eggman returns after the failed invasion with new plans
Topic Started: Mar 4 2011, 09:28 PM (303 Views)
Doctor Eggman	Mar 4 2011, 09:28 PM Post #1
Doctor Eggman Posts: 70 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #42 Joined: October 11, 2009	Eggman stomped into the room, clearly in one of the bluest of funks, and ready to take it out on anything and anyone who got in his way or so much as looked at him strangely. The invasion was supposed to work! And without even the azure rodent there to get in his way, somehow, a bunch of nobodies he didn't even know came together and took out over 70% of his touring forces. If he was even the faintest bit rational, he might have seen that it was a trap, a third party using him to lower Portal's defences, take out a good amount of their firepower, and generally destroy, while removing most of his own threat. Playing both sides against each other until they were played out, and then rising to take the power without too much of a fight. It was something he had done on his own universal parallel, and successfully too, but here, he just wanted to play, and he had been duped. Things were so much more direct here, after all, that he had lowered his guard and his expectations and been foiled. Whoever his mysterious 'benefactor', or malefactor was, he was going to return everything twofold... later. For now, that mystery and vendetta would go unresolved, because he wanted to mope. He had very nearly gotten himself killed or captured. Eggman had been out in his Egg-o-Matic, in the streets, causing small-scale mayhem of his own. But barely had he ten minutes of playtime before his new bodyguard had quite rudely shown up and ordered - no, physically forced him to leave and retreat to a small ship on the outskirts. From there, he watched how it all played out. The Mobians rallied together and destroyed most of his battleships, then went to work on the poor bots still left in the city. They fought a good fight, and took down as many Mobians as they could, but without the wave of support promised, they were as good as scrap metal. Trac had saved his life... But it raised a few issues. Just because the demon-cat saved his life didn't mean he was trustworthy, or that Eggman should let him off the constant spying that he had those nimrods doing. Even though alliances and allies were more fun to toy and play with, knowing that they intended to betray him, a bodyguard was someone that he wanted completely loyal to him. If he had to warp his mind, brainwash him, or even do a little digging about in his cranium to do so, then he would. He needed to rebuild his weapons, and quickly, before this new enemy approached him with his guard down. This meant the Eggdome itself would be getting its own upgrades, probably starting with an energy shield of his own. He had gotten a good look at the one Nicole sported, and he could make his own modifications - namely, the generator would be egg-shaped with his ridiculously handsome mug all over it. It would of course let Sonic in, should he want to take up another battle with Eggman, but the shields would keep out most of Portal's current forces. His next wave of robots might be equipped with something a bit more lethal... juuuust for this new nuisance. Furthermore... he was reminded of his own mortality. As the MAIN VILLAIN of Mobius, he had certain obligations and certain dues. At least the mercs stayed in their place, but with competetors like Mammoth Mogul, that Finitevus, Fi...Fuh... Foo... --The bird!, and all those gods gone wild, he was starting to feel overshadowed. Aside from a little self-defence karate, he really wasn't a power player. He worked through other machines, and it just wasn't fair when Sonic went 'Super'. Leveling the playing field a little was only within his rights as a criminal mastermind. He knew just the thing... First though, his Super Special Sonic Search and Smash Squad would be getting a few tune ups and a missive. He wanted that report in, after all. Then, to ... thank (urk) the new employee for his dutiful work of the day. After that, something was going to get destroyed. He'd probably scrap a SWATBot, those things were expendable. Ooogh... what a day... (OOC: To everyone here: Going to let everyone in for the summary and conclusion of the other end of the invasion before moving in on the new stuffz. Just seems more fair. Will also allow a bit of breathing time. ^^)
	Because the Doctor digs "twisted"...


Mephiles the Dark	Mar 4 2011, 10:08 PM Post #2
The evil little omnipotent puppy~ Posts: 187 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #49 Joined: December 9, 2009	The battle was over with and the demon had long since washed himself of the blood of the mobian things. It smelled different than what he was used to, irritated his nose. His form moved rather fluidly from the showers and into the halls, shoving aside bots that got in his way rather easily…his own mood was fouled, moreso from his encounter with the black hedgehog. Ears flicked and swivelled, the anthro lingered down the halls and towards the sounds of a fuming human. Red eyes were narrowed…his own wants were needed to be shoved down the human’s throat. He has been watching what ‘Eggman’ has been doing and none of what he did seemed remotely in attempts of getting him home. Their current ‘truce’ was only because the human had promised to get him home…and that was his current desire, main desire in which he will kill for…has killed for. With his current thoughts decided did his form slip into the workshop Eggman has currently resided in. He knew quite well the human feared him, it had been obvious in their first conversation when things were ‘calmed’. His tail swished to the side when his nose wrinkled at the smell of oil and grease….and who knows what else lingered in the air here. Trac wasn’t noticed yet…the human’s back was turned to him…good enough chance if he had any. Crouching himself while he kicked forwards a few swift steps to gain some momentum, swinging himself around at the last step. Slamming his foot into the side of the human’s head…half surprised to feel metal beneath the thin layer of synthetic skin…but with his momentum and strength was it enough to bring Eggman down to the ground. In an instant was he over the android, claws digging down deep with his wings spanning open. A slender blade pressing against the bottom of the human’s jaw, a slick black substance seemingly slipping away from it’s surface or finishing materializing the weapon. Skin was easily punctured with such little pressure added, deep red eyes glaring down at the one beneath him. “While you work away at your robots, you seemingly forget our bargain. You will start on the portal and you will start on it soon. You are robotic…but metal still cuts just as easily as flesh does. My patience grows thin…” snorting darkly, Trac’s eyes remained trained onto the human’s…muzzle pulled back to bare his canines. “I can set up defences if that is what you are so worried over, my magic is more than enough to kill some big headed rodents. I’ll summon elemental beings to keep this base of yours protected.” it was good enough…fallen robots outside and pieces of metal and rock…mud and whatever else was more than enough to create mindless minions. Take a bit of effort to get the creatures summoned…but it was possible. “..now start working on the portal if you want to keep me under your command…”



SSSSSS	Mar 12 2011, 05:17 PM Post #3
Posts: 28 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #78 Joined: April 21, 2010	(With this post, I re-enter the awesome fray that is MM!) Their creator and his new ally had left abruptly, their only orders were to clean up the base while the they and an army of machines were gone. They knew why they had left. They were going to attack the Freedom Fighters with a massive force. The three of them wished to join the ranks as well, regardless of their lack of experience in real battle. But they were denied the honor. While they didn't show it before their creator and the demon left, the three of them were severely disappointed as they begrudgingly began what they were ordered to do. From top to bottom, they began to clean the current headquarters of the man who had created them years ago, seeing as how it was the only thing that gave them real purpose to their creator. Other than a short-lived arguement on why they weren't ordered, or even asked, to join the invasion, they were the quietest they had ever been since they were created. Said arguement was quickly and quietly resolved with a mutual realization: other than working as janitors, the three of them were useless to their master. The 'twin' brothers still felt loyal to the man they could call their father, being glad that they could do that much for him. But the elder of the group was more hurt by the realization than they were. The realized fact made even him more silent than a mouse as he went about his chore of cleaning. Inside though, he was feeling an anger greater than any he felt before, a rage geared toward his creator, the demon who had come sometime back, and most of all at himself for not being able to capture, or otherwise eliminate a single blue hedgehog. Several hours had passed, and they were almost done cleaning up the base. At this point, the three went separate ways just so that they could get the job done that much faster. Scratch went to clean up the kitchen, while his brother, Grounder, left to clean up their creator's bedroom. Coconuts, meanwhile, got to work cleaning one last hallway which split into three different pathes in the middle. The monkey slowly made his way down the hall, moving the mop in his hands back and forth, cleaning the floor as he moved backward. When he got to the middle of the hall, he caught sight of the demon known as Traconian walking down the adjacent corridor. Just from this, he knew that Eggman must also be back. 'I should follow that joik,' Coconuts thought to himself. While he wasn't the the stealthiest machine Robotnik had ever built, he was still being careful to not be noticed by the demon, keeping quiet with adequate distance between Traconian and himself, taking care not to trip over any of the robots the feline demon was pushing aside. He had a feeling, however, that the demon could still know he was following. As he followed, the demon turned a corner. A moment later, the monkey robot heard the sound of something falling to the ground, then the demon's voice talking to someone. As Coconuts turned the corner himself, he saw the form of his creator pinned to the ground by the demon, a sword at Eggman's jaw. Purely on instinct, Coconuts produced one of his signature bombs and held it behind him, ready to throw at a moment's notice. "Back off from the boss, or you'll be blown to pieces," the robotic monkey said outloud, letting himself be known if he wasn't already discovered by Traconian. He hoped that the demon would pick a fight, as Coconuts felt he couldn't keep his anger in too much longer. (I wanted a dramatic reason for them not being in the invasion. I feel it's a good transition for the SSSSSS coming up to what's next.)



Doctor Eggman	Mar 25 2011, 02:23 AM Post #4
Doctor Eggman Posts: 70 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #42 Joined: October 11, 2009	Eggman actually was in another room, working on a particular device in safety and solitude when the sounds of violence caught his attention. As expected, Decoy 2 (who had a better moustache than Decoy 1) had taken the hit for him. That pesky demon had to have come around asking about that... issue at some point and time, and he was somewhat prepared for it, though he never considered that the cat-thing would be this irritated. If this was his real self, then he would be spurting blood in random and messy blasts from a severed carotid artery, a point probably not considered when Traconian was so intent on digging that sword into 'his' neck. ... Decoys suddenly seemed like a much safer route to employ when building things. He watched from a pop-up screen, seeing his bodyguard react to the metal under the faint layer of spray skin, and then begin to intimidate the voiceless robot into building that stupid portal. Just about to go in for himself, he was halted by the appearance of exactly the dolts he wanted to see. Now indeed was the time to make his grand entrance. "For a bodyguard, it seems you fail in that regard rather splendidly." He gestured to the prone robot, bleeding out a steadily growing pool of motor oil from the wound to its neck. It was surprisingly puncturable when facing up to that blade, and Eggman took note of this. "For someone who is purportedly the best the universe has to offer, I'm amazed you couldn't tell the difference between an assembly line model and this splendiferous hunk of meat." That was probably not the expected continuation, but he liked keeping him off guard. "The lack of heartbeat alone should have been sufficient to warn you that it wasn't your dear boss." He crossed his arms with a sigh. "Can't even get one moment in edgewise to work around here, can I now? And you're no better, nattering nimrods." This was directed casually at the 6-S. "You don't seem to get the whole point of it. If I leapt for the magic, if I took the easy way out of things, then I would not be who I am." Treachery, cheating, and blueprint theft didn't count in the 'easy way out', apparently. "So, no magic defences. The robots will remain purely Eggman in design and this base will continue to be guarded by..." The genius trailed off, a wistful, almost childish smile appearing on his face, one of intense curiosity and longing. He really wanted to see a few of those elemental fusion bots... Even if they were practically useless and off a different modus opperandi. Ah, well, he used minions of the gods to do his work... why not a demon? "Perhaps. We could try... later. For now though, until I decide otherwise, you are on probation." His fingers wheeled around each other quickly, glasses glinting. "On the matter soooo important to you, though, we will have a chat. Pinpointing the warphole that you entered through, and from that, your dimension is easy business. Anyone with a calculator and an egg timer could figure it out. Creating another artificial access point is an entirely different beast. Spacial travel is tricky business. I've warped past so many worlds in those days I started to see stars!" He giggled to himself, at the pathetic little joke that he made, before abruptly turning to his somewhat more loyal minions. "As for you! You failed to protect your Master, robotic copy or not. For that, you should all be sent to be melted down. However, because your Master is so compassionate and generous, he's giving you one more chance. Make the best of it." What he had started up for their new package included basic updates to the viability of their sensors, removal and back up on their registries and outdated commands, especially tags that had no content behind them, and program updates. Additionally, two of them received stubby little microchips. "These are the brand new Chaos Egg Drives," he informed them, sneaking a glance at Traconian in case he should even so much as look suitably impressed. "Unfortunately, I've only made two of them. I'm sure you can figure out who is more deserving of it." And, he admitted, it would be fun to watch them squabble over it when he would be building another. "The Chaos Egg Drives... well, you will see for yourselves. I'm going back to my labs to work on... things. If you have an issue, take it up with a nearby wall." This was directed flippantly at Traconian before he disappeared back into his lab.
	Because the Doctor digs "twisted"...


Mephiles the Dark	Mar 25 2011, 11:16 PM Post #5
The evil little omnipotent puppy~ Posts: 187 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #49 Joined: December 9, 2009	The demon would twitch as he stared down at the motor oil that squirted and sprayed up from the decoy, red eyes a little wide at first but his form shivered with increasing rage. Slamming his blade soon into the thing's head with a sickening sound of metal twisting and crunch...just like bone would, with whatever power circuits and wires tearing just as easily. His eyes narrowed even further the moment some idiot robot decided to linger into the room, his head snapping towards it...easing out a deep...and darkened growl. About to say something when his ears flicked to the sound of the other's voice...the real human finally stepping out into the open. Letting out that same growl and snapped at the air, his muzzle wrinkling slowly...baring his canines. "You know nothing of demons...when we are angry...robot or flesh alike does not matter, only the agony or death of that thing is what matters. You're a dumbass to simply blow this off as nothing...you are boss, for the moment...but don't think it'll last if you treat me and think of me like this." speaking bitterly while his blade was jerked up, cutting up through the decoy...opening it's gut with incredible ease. "Metal or flesh...both cut just as easily." The demon's fur was bristled with his rage which was barely held back. Letting the human speak his words...nor was he at all impressed over simple microchips that had the most idiotic name. Body bristling with tention as Eggman simply turned his back on him. This time he had no decoys...this time the demon could feel that heartbeat in his chest. On him in an instant. Just to prove his point that him being here was only by his choice, he'd find his own way back to his world if the human did not provide. The other worldly creature was strong, the kick to the human's back that would send him spiralling to the ground would hurt for a week or two. But the claws that dug in when he stood atop of Eggy would leave scars. "No matter how smart you are, ooman. A demon's rage is not something you want to fuck with. Your life means little...and just as easily taken." speaking bitterly as the demon's sword slammed down into the metal flooring inches from Eggy's face...having dug in a few inches. "I have no patience with being toyed with. You will show me results...show me you are working on this damn wormhole you claim to be so easy to do." whispering within darkened growls, words that echoed with a held back insanity...but were filled with an intense feral drive. "Whatever you may think you can get away with things on this planet you cannot with me, now work on getting me home or you die the next time I feel like checking on progress....and find none." The demon didn't remove himself, back claws digging in even further, just to prove a point that he was the one in charge of himself...and was following 'orders' by Eggy only for that one fact. Eggy best get working on the portal...even if it was small portions done to keep the demon around longer, it'd keep the creature happy enough not to attack him. Taking a few more moments till he slowly slipped away from the human, his form still stiff with anger...he could've done so much more to scare the crap out of him if he wanted...



SSSSSS	Mar 29 2011, 05:55 PM Post #6
Posts: 28 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #78 Joined: April 21, 2010	(Just to clarify, only Coconuts is in the same area at the moment. But I'll have Scratch and Grounder come into the room in this post.) Needless to say, Coconuts was surprised that the Eggman Traconian had pinned to the ground was a robotic decoy. The mechanical monkey didn't know that his creator had made any mechanical replicas. As the real Dr. Eggman came out to where he and the demon were, Scratch and Grounder also found their way to the area, having finished cleaning the kitchen and Eggman's bedroom. Scratch and Grounder caught sight of Trac on top of the decoy, their real creator having just come out into the open. They didn't know that Eggman had returned from the invasion. When Eggman spoke, he began to verbally berate Traconian's ability, and then the 6-S' ability as bodyguards. He told the demon that he had pinpointed the entry point that Trac came from, and that making a new access point would be difficult. The doctor then turned his attention back to the Badniks, saying that the three should be melted down. However, he then said that he would give them a second chance. Scratch and Grounder were relieved to hear that. Coconuts, on the other hand, was not. Considering the three's track record, even he saw it as only another chance to fail. And after that, then what? The only things that would await them would be being melted down, or a mop and bucket. Either way, it was apparent that Eggman saw them as nothing more than pieces of metal in robotic form. Dr. Eggman then presented upgrade packages for the three of them, with two of them including small microchips that the doctor dubbed 'Chaos Egg Drives'. While Scratch and Grounder were impressed with the new chips, like Traconian, Coconuts wasn't. As Dr. Eggman returned to the lab, the three of them saw the demon lunge for their creator, pinning him to the ground with claws digging into his back. While the sibling robots were surprised by this, Coconuts just stood there with the bomb still gripped in his hand. He figured that, even with the upgrades they'd be getting, he'd at least want to see his creator be taught a lesson by someone stronger than him. Even if it was by that despicable demon. Only when Traconian was done threatening Eggman did Coconuts react. "I said lay off of the boss!" Coconuts shouted as he hurled the bomb straight for the back of the demon's head. (Yeah, I'm giving Coconuts the bulk of the spotlight at the moment.)



Doctor Eggman	Apr 15 2011, 06:00 PM Post #7
Doctor Eggman Posts: 70 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #42 Joined: October 11, 2009	He didn't appreciate being attacked in the least, but waited through the demon's rant patiently, aware of his wounds, but keeping silent instead of sicking his dubiously loyal, and even more inefficient task force on him. Breaths were shallow and controlled, and he didn't appear to show any sign of pain aside from small facial twitches of discomfort. From the expression in his frightening-looking eyes, glasses knocked askew in the fall, one would think instead that he was just biding his time against a stupider, less mature child that he had to explain things to very veeeeeeeeery slowly. Yes, sure, this Tray-koo-natzet or whatever could hack things apart easily. He'd proven it with one of the versions of Metal Knuckles, and he was displaying it again on his poor robotic duplicate. Fare thee well, Body Double 8. It was the scrap yard for this one. But all he was showing him was exactly what Eggman had hired him for - blunt muscle. He didn't exactly have to be the most intelligent of minions. This power show was exactly what someone less intelligent would do - he threatened violence with the action itself, not with insinuations, and certainly not with the panache of a true villain. "Look. You need me just as I might or might not need you. It's evident that both parties have much to benefit from the presence of the other, but we can only get things working if we work together." He gave a frustrated noise. "I'm working on your issue, but I think you fail to understand the full gravity of the situation, or the depth of your issue. Thumbdrive in my left pocket. It has all the current information and development, as well as the time frame. You can look at it if you want." He rolled his eyes. "Work with me here, demon. I promise you, you're going to go home. But working with me means getting off my back." In this case, literally. He gave an almost inaudible sigh of relief when Traconian got off of him. That demon was practically chaos itself, and he feared that. It couldn't be controlled, only manipulated until it decided to change the rules. The demon gave off an aura of the jungle itself... and that terrified the power-freak. Still... "Trac! Down!!!" He did not order any bombing of his new (and increasingly favourite, for whatever reason) bodyguard. The demon still was useful... He would be talking to Coconuts later about insubordination...
	Because the Doctor digs "twisted"...


Mephiles the Dark	Apr 18 2011, 02:13 PM Post #8
The evil little omnipotent puppy~ Posts: 187 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #49 Joined: December 9, 2009	The demon still wasn’t impressed…hardly so as he glowered over the human. Listening to him but he wouldn’t give much of a care to what he had to say though. They only came to him as excuses…more and more excuses to why he wasn’t doing what he was supposed to be doing. Letting out a deep guttoral growl as he’d bring down that blade next to the human’s face. Taking out a good potion of the ‘good doctor’s’ mustache and maybe nicking off his ear. “Give me results…or I’ll just find someone else to benefit from. And if your Metals cannot stand up against me, simple pawns you build wont either. Better keep me as this temporary ally and keep me pleased with results. No more excuses, Ooman.” snarling bitterly. His anger only flaring up more the moment a coconut bomb of sorts exploded against the back of his head, his head snapping in direction of the monkey bot. A cross look flashing across the demon’s face…lurking off of Eggman’s back and his form shifted down into a demon once again. Muzzle pulled back to bare his canines…an inferno just visible at the back of his maw. That sword seeming to melt away and disappear as if it had never existed in the first place…but he would take a few steps closer to the monkey bot. “Do so again, bot…and there will be nothing of you to salvage from. Only a pile of metal…maybe not even that.” snarling a little more till his form headed past the robot. Even as the demon passed, Coconuts’ servos or whatever could feel and detect the heat that was generated just from the open, blazing chest this thing possessed. It wasn’t from mobius so it was best not to test something from the unknown. Seeing that it did have that killers intent…and the skills to back it up. Slowly the demon lingered down into the hall to go find something else to do in his time. Maybe seek out others that might just be able to help him if the doctor will pull anymore idiot stunts and think that he’ll obey so easily. There will be no second chance to please the demon if there were no results to show.



SSSSSS	Apr 20 2011, 02:22 PM Post #9
Posts: 28 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #78 Joined: April 21, 2010	'Direct hit,' Coconuts thought when his bomb blew up on the back of the demon's head. This immediately caught the already infuriated menace's attention, as Traconian stepped toward the monkey robot whilst shifting back into his beastial form. Coconuts kept his composure, even as the demon whispered, not a threat, but a promise with a snarl. Needless to say, his teammates Scratch and Grounder were completely terrified of how mad the demon was right now. Coconuts really did feel the heat off of that monster, as did the 'twins' as he passed by their frightened form. Coconuts so wanted to chuck another bomb at the demon, but even he was smart enough to not make him any madder. As Traconian walked away, the monkey robot looked to his Badnik comrades. Annoyed by their constant cowardice, Coconuts let out a frustrated grunt as he scoffed, "Tch. Cowards." As Traconian rounded a corner, he didn't care whether the demon was out of earshot or not for what he would say next. Before Eggman would get a chance to verbally abuse Coconuts, the monkey robot, his own anger at a peak, jabbed a finger toward his creator as he proclaimed, "You listen good, Robotnik! I will take that upgrade, but if two is really all ya have to offer, then give those Egg Drives to these two spineless bozos. Maybe then they'll have the bolts to take action instead of quaking their knees. I'll take on Sonic and his friends with my own power! I will devastate their home, I will make that blue hedgehog cry before his life is gone. And if the time comes, I will make that demon beg for his life before I shove a bomb down his throat." From all that Coconuts had stated, Scratch and Grounder seemed more scrared of him than they were of Traconian. This was the first time they'd seen Coconuts so full of rage. It was like the demon was inadvertantly bringing out a darker side of the monkey robot, as though all his rage and anger built up over the years was finally reaching a boiling point. Secretly, the two thought that they'd rather the demon have his way with the two of them than accidently crossing this new, darker Coconuts. (Kinda trying to find a way to make the 6-S my own. A bit much?)



Doctor Eggman	May 4 2011, 02:06 AM Post #10
Doctor Eggman Posts: 70 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #42 Joined: October 11, 2009	That attack had not been instigated by Eggman, and they would definitely be getting scolded over their actions later. He had actually tried to warn the demon, but considering the glares he was getting over just mentioning his name right before the attack... well, no more nicities for him. This didn't mean he interceded between demon and robot. Ohhhhh no. Coconuts deserved this in full. It would be a learning experience in full. The Egg Drive should, among other things, outfit their programming with the new app of tracking, copying, memorising, and predicting the movements of organic individuals. It was intended to be used against Sonic, but against an individual as equally chaotic as Traconian, they would be able to go into the fray with at least something in their registry to help tide them over, should they fail. Eggman watched the demon leave thoughtfully, a small smile on his lips, before getting harrassed by his own creation. This was a new development! His patience was already wearing thin, and he didn't seem to be getting the hint to lay off with every perceptible millimeter of narrowing in his eyes, or deepening of his scowl, until it was too late for the too-deserving monkey. "Get out of my sight!" He roared, bringing his fist down on the robot's head. "I'll deal with you later!" Eggman receded back into the lab he had been working in, mumbling something about being busy. Obviously, whether it was a Gateway or a duplicate, he had more on his mind than brutal and quick vengence. Or maybe he was planning something particularly painful. Either way, he would accept no insubordination from that little know-nothing. (OOC: Don' wanna do teh duplicate Eggy... but everything would be weird otherwise... TT_TT)
	Because the Doctor digs "twisted"...


SSSSSS	May 6 2011, 11:20 AM Post #11
Posts: 28 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #78 Joined: April 21, 2010	As Coconuts finished his speech, his creator brought his fist down on his head. Hard. Though the strike would not cause anything that would really be considered 'damage', the blow was still strong enough to sting. After telling the monkey robot to get lost, Eggman began to walk away from him and the 'twins'. Placing a hand where he was struck, Coconuts formed a fist with his other hand as it began to tremble violently. He felt his anger beginning to reach a boiling point. Dangerous thoughts raced through his mind as he gritted his teeth. His rage building, he even thought of- "Coconuts, are you alright?" Scratch asked, daring to break the silence. Hearing the so-called leader of the group, Coconuts whipped his head around to look at the brothers, a look of pure rage and killer intent taking them completely by surprise. The monkey badnik merely glared at the two shaking figures before he took a step toward them. The two jumped in place, scared of their ally. As he walked closer, he produced another of his coconut bombs. When it seemed like the two cowering brothers might be blasted by their own teammate, Coconuts just walked past them. "If Robotnik calls for us, I'll be outside, blowing up piles of scrap," was all Coconuts said before he turned the corner into another hallway, the bomb still tightly clutched in his hand. Despite the blind rage he was feeling, even Coconuts knew he needed to let out some of his rage before he did something he'd really regret. "Coconuts seems very different lately, huh Scratch?" Grounder asked his older sibling, the two relieved that their teammate decided to only let off some steam. "Yeah. He's always been a hothead, but he's never been this mad before," Scratch replied to his 'twin'. "I think it might have something to do with Traconian. His anger only seemed to get worse since he arrived." "What do you think will happen?" Grounder asked, fearful of what may occur. "I don't know, but things will only get worse before they get better," Scratch replied. He wasn't too sure what was going through the mind of the monkey, but he knew it wasn't anything good. (Ooh, Coconuts seems to be getting madder and madder. Can you say 'worse anger issues than Amy Rose'? And if Scratch can tell that things are worsening, you know that there's bad news coming!)



Doctor Eggman	Jun 3 2011, 12:10 AM Post #12
Doctor Eggman Posts: 70 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #42 Joined: October 11, 2009	Eggman was well aware of Coconuts anger issues, probably due to the lack of attention since the 'original' Super Special Sonic Search and Smash Squad had arrived on the scene, and had taken 'Daddy's' attention and love away from him. It wasn't that Coconuts was any less an effective battle-bot, but the times had changed, and he had changed with them. Maybe his focus wasn't entirely on subjugating the world or ruling Mobius, not when the diversions were so very entertaining, and while he certainly did enjoy his campaigns, they weren't always for the land gained, when the battles were so amusing. And, admittedly, though losses could be harsh from time to time, the aftermath gave him something to do, inventing new robots to fill the ranks, and new schemes, new 'boss armour', and the development to creation of all these important pieces. But now... it seemed that things were maturing even faster around here, now that the demon was present. A slice of 'real life', something that Eggman and his crew liked to avoid, and it seemed that Sonic and friends were all too willing to agree with. Real life meant death, and injury, and growing old. Real life meant that not winning could get you into serious trouble, and that keeping Snively around could get his throat cut with no way to return. Real life meant that there was no television boxes giving you another opportunity, and that you were all too likely to get assassinated... ... Well, Coco's brothers could take care of cooling him down. At least their explosions were never serious. He gave a tight little smile, and returned to his project. With other duplicates available... no, he needed something perhaps a little more advanced, a little more... youthful. He had a full head of hair, back in the day, after all. Before Sara... This would be exactly like a duplicate, or a battle armour... the AI would allow it to successfully and fully imitate ever aspect of his personality, ceding to his authority, of course, and act as additional support and bodyguard... With a hidden command switch, he would also be able to control every movement of this duplicate's, by his own brain power-- Z-ZAP! "Ow!" He pulled back from it, sucking at his fingers with alarm. Maybe he had... accidentally crossed some wires or something... the android form had just sparked him something awful. Eggman examined the singed fabric on his fingers, before declaring the gloves a loss, and continuing onward with the soldering gun, unaware that the analogous fingers on the android... ...twitched a little. Perhaps the bond that would allow control was more effective than he thought... he hadn't even sent the first experimental transfer over... but if something wasn't fixed, the... switch... would be permanent... (OOC: Bah. Computer keeps erasing it...)
	Because the Doctor digs "twisted"...


SSSSSS	Jun 14 2011, 08:02 PM Post #13
Posts: 28 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #78 Joined: April 21, 2010	Outside of the Eggdome, Coconuts walked a ways out in the literal junkyard that sprawled the entirety of the surrounding area. When he found a sizeable pile of scrap, he threw the bomb still in his hand straight at the the junk, the resulting explosion blowing away a bulk of the scrap parts. Producing another coconut bomb, he quickly turned toward another pile of parts and chucked it with a lot of force. He did this again and again, venting his anger with each throw, each pile blown away. After destroying about ten different piles of scrap parts, Coconuts paused for a moment to rest. Suddenly, a red laser shot past the monkey's head, hitting and destroying the head of a Caterkiller that had long since lost all power. Turning to see what shot the laser, he saw some smoke coming from an old SWAT Bot forearm that was among one of the piles he blew up. Stepping toward the old part, the monkey Badnik picked up the arm and inspected it for a moment. Putting his hand through the arm, Coconuts fiddled his fingers a bit until the same laser shot out of the top of the arm, hitting an old Buzz-Bomber's thorax. Though still feeling angered, Coconuts chuckled a little as he said aloud, "Who knew that there was an old SWAT Bot laser that still woiked." Taking a break from his usual bombs, Coconuts took to blasting some more scrap piles with the newfound weapon. His anger went down more as he shot at each pile he made his target. As he used the arm laser, he would hope that his upgrades would include a bigger arsenal of weapons.



Doctor Eggman	Jun 27 2011, 07:08 PM Post #14
Doctor Eggman Posts: 70 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #42 Joined: October 11, 2009	Eggman was easily able to watch his little angsty monkey go about his actions from a pull-down monitor screen as he continued working on the last few things for his android duplicate. One speedy transfer later, and he was flexing his fingers experimentally, his unconscious organic body resting neatly beside him. Barely a thought was all that it took to access the surveillance cameras around the base, not actually impeding his own vision, but separate of it. It was a strange feeling, and he actually stumbled to the floor while trying to adjust, his very limb setup a cause of clumsiness. "It worked," he said, trying to convince himself that this was any better than a body that he knew all the 'controls' and 'schematics' to. It was merely a matter of breaking this experimental form in, much the same as a new uniform... Ah, those grand Adventures he had undertaken... ^^ On the subject of new uniforms, new bodies, and the like, he had to give another thought to the S-6. Certainly, they had served him well over the years, in some areas, and certainly it could be said that they had never fulfilled their task of erradicating Sonic the Hedgehog. While he didn't want the hedgehog actually completely destroyed now - much better to just let him watch and suffer - much could be said for robots that couldn't do the tasks they were designed to do. It had been years since their creation, and he had seen whole new generations of robots, mech, and designs come and go. Why had he upgraded these three instead of just junking them? He wasn't one for sentimentalities; there just didn't seem much sense to keeping the lower-mech around... One firm shake of the head. If they failed in their next objective, he would deny mercy. After all, between the metals and Trac, he seemed rather well defended. The monitor screen was pressed back into its nook as he headed off to find Trac for another experiment - recognition, reflexes, a test of prowess - to see if this android shell would make the grade in battle functionality and other modes. It was almost too easy to complete the upgrade package for Coconuts, comprised of nanites instead of increased programming, since he really couldn't find any major lags in Coconut's reasoning, unlike his brothers'. "Stand down for your upg---gahhh!!!!" He flailed as he was narrowly missed by a rather explosive blast that didn't seem to feel like those normally spawned bombs of lower quality. Peeking from behind a pile of scrap to be turned into future robots and boss armor, he noticed the unbalanced little chimp having fun with a laser never intended for him. "DOING YOUR OWN UPGRADES, YOU UNGRATEFUL ORANGUTAN???" He really couldn't find an alliteration that started with O to suit his needs, but he figured that Coconuts wouldn't notice. "And here I was going to give you thiiiis..." He flashed around the shiny new -- "OI! DON'T POINT THAT AT ME!!!" Why was he being targett... oh... of course he wouldn't be recognised. "I'm your master! Stand down!!!"
	Because the Doctor digs "twisted"...


SSSSSS	Jul 18 2011, 12:09 PM Post #15
Posts: 28 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #78 Joined: April 21, 2010	Coconuts was so enthralled with the intact SWAT Bot blaster that he wasn't watching where he was aiming, almost hitting Dr. Eggman with an accidental laser. He let off a few more shots from the blaster before he heard his creator shout at him. He turned in the direction of the doctor, still holding the blaster at a ready position as his Overlander master told him not to point it at him. Looking down at the laser then back to Eggman, the monkey Badnik would briefly side on the notion of shooting another 'accidental' blast. He was accurate enough from throwing his bombs all these years, he could graze only the doctor's clothing without causing harm. But he quickly decided against doing so, knowing that whether it was accidental or otherwise, not getting his upgrades would be the least of his worries. "Sorry, boss!" Coconuts exclaimed, throwing his arms up in what Eggman would hopefully assume was surprise. The SWAT Bot forearm would fly off of the monkey's arm and on top of another junk pile several feet behind him, another laser being shot skyward with the impact. He could swear he heard the squack of an unlucky bird overhead. "I was just trying out that SWAT Bot blaster, seeing how it felt to have something other than my bombs to use. I didn't mean any disrespect. Eheheheh," he explained, a nervous chuckle ending his short explanation. Eggman would notice though that his creation was considerably calmer than he was a few minutes ago with what happened with the demon, as the monkey had a small smile on his face.



Doctor Eggman	Aug 5 2011, 02:58 PM Post #16
Doctor Eggman Posts: 70 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #42 Joined: October 11, 2009	An almost groaned sigh made its way from his lips as he rubbed a temple. Apparently, even with 'upgrades' of his own, he was still able to get a headache, or something similar, at the idiocies of his robotic minions. Really, what was he doing with that blaster, anyway??? It was not issued to the monkey.... it was unfailingly out of date by at least a decade, and by being so out of code, it was probably also inaccurate. He was firing short range, which was why he was able to still hit, but at longer reaches, he could do serious harm without fully intending it. Accuracy of the monkey given, but the accuracy of the blaster wouldn't match up... "Just put it down gent--LY!!!!" The last blast that thing had could have gone anywhere, just based on how it was angled, and the monkey had to be seriously lucky that it hadn't hit his master or his person. Eggman grit his teeth, trying to keep his blood pressure down before he hit his boiling point. He wasn't sure how much his system could take, really. His words were slow and concise, each carefully ennunciated so that there could be no misunderstanding. "It's all fine and good that you want to dabble, Coconuts. But in compromising the safety of your master and superior, and in your flippant attitudes, you are proving yourself more and more unworthy to obtain upgrades. Robots in my employ must be obedient to a fault, never compromising safety or security, and maintaining a cool head. Considering you have not a single one of those three essential traits, I am beginning to wonder if you should be allowed on this mission..." He pinched the bridge of his nose, with another sigh. "Furthermore, as you are an explosives and pyrotechnics based robot, short-ranged lasers are distinctly out of your program catagory. I don't know why you would pick it up in the first place, but don't expect to find anything similar to it in your upgrade package. Now come back to base and clean up that mess." He sniffed, and then looked at the destruction around him. This one would have to be watched; he was certain that treason wasn't too far away from the malicious monkey's mind.
	Because the Doctor digs "twisted"...


SSSSSS	Aug 22 2011, 12:00 PM Post #17
Posts: 28 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #78 Joined: April 21, 2010	Coconuts knew he must've done something wrong as he saw his creator try to stay calm, the monkey's demeanor changing to a more somber attitude. Eggman said that his recent conduct was making him unworthy of the upgrades promised to him, which served to make him angry, but he still listened intently without a word. He was told that because of his behavior, he may not be allowed on the mission. He was about to say something, but decided against it so as to not rouse the ire of his master anymore than it was. Eggman finished by saying that Coconuts shouldn't expect anything along the lines of lasers in his upgrades. He was then ordered back to the base to clean up the mess he made. As much as he wanted to speak his mind, even he knew that pushing his luck any further would likely end up with him not receiving the upgrades, as well as his last chance at proving himself to be the best of the Doctor's creations, at least of the Badnik line. Deciding to be on his best, or rather, BETTER than his best behavior until he got his upgrades, he swallowed his pride, stood tall, and said, "Yes, sir." As he walked back to the entrance of the Eggdome, the monkey's anger level returned to what was normal for him. He was able to cool off enough to where he wouldn't blow up like one of his bombs, but now he had to particularly keep his anger in check. Cleaning up the mess and following his creator's orders would be easy, he'd been doing both for years. The real problem would be staying on his best behavior possible. Especially if he had the misfortune of running into Traconian again before he got his upgrades. As he walked through the entrance to the base, he grimaced at the thought of that damnable demon ruining his last chance to prove himself to be an asset to Dr. Eggman.



Mephiles the Dark	Aug 25 2011, 03:04 AM Post #18
The evil little omnipotent puppy~ Posts: 187 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #49 Joined: December 9, 2009	The demon had arrived quite mysteriously to begin with, before time had shifted and changed. Again...he would be ripped out of this current world back to his own. Within a vibrant flash of light, where the demon had been once before stood nothing. Only a subtle rippling wave within the air before that too would vanish. His stay having likely been temporary to begin with. Unaware of the real 'equations' that were occuring between space and time, dimensions...realms...different worlds far off from here. ooc: I'm taking my leave, taking out my Oc as I wont let anyone else play him



Doctor Eggman	Aug 28 2011, 11:15 PM Post #19
Doctor Eggman Posts: 70 Group: Freedom Fighter Member #42 Joined: October 11, 2009	(OOC: Um.... I'll... try to fix this then...) After another survey of the damage to his scrap yard, Eggman reentered the Eggdome, brushing his hands against each other. The thought of the demonic character that he had left less than an hour ago had completely escaped his mind; if you asked him, he wouldn't have any idea who or what Traconian was. That was just another tragedy in the shuffling of the time/space continuum after such frequent trespasses and alterations to the frame. Instead of thoughts on how to put him to use, Eggman was preoccupied with his designs and plans for his beautiful new ships and boss armor.... It wasn't necessary to finish them immediately; generally, he sent out about 6 or 7 other sub-bosses before his designs were complete and realised, enough time to build, and provide a thorn in Sonic's side. He really did prefer their one-on-one battles to any indirect fighting, but he used what he could for the time being. Work on Coconut's upgrades would be fairly simple to finish up and grant to him, but he was loathe to really send that monkey out. For whatever reason, the monkey was mood swinging into fouler moods, and he might need a re-tuning in his AE-squared; that is, his Artificial Emotion Engine. Such older models had imperfect engines, and he would probably have to reboot him and update or install a new driver and engine on the stubborn little thing to bring him back into line-- assuming that the technology was even compatible. He noticed the strange fire marks and the used medical equipment. "You fools stop messing around and get back to work," was the only roar he could provide at the sight, before searching for food, in a grump. Something was wrong, but he had no idea what, and would probably never know the reason for the acute confusion and pain that he was experiencing in some tiny, forgotten corner of his heart. Well, back to business. (OOC: ... Goodbye, sir.)
	Because the Doctor digs "twisted"...

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